I, pod.

[zachariah]

Had some vivid dreams last night, one of which involving a man who was going to kill me unless I used whatever I could find in my bathroom to concoct crack cocaine and inject it into myself. So for 20 minutes of dream time, I'm using a nail clipper to slice up wallpaper, burning it with a lighter I mysteriously had, and trying to figure out how to get it in my bloodstream. W. T. F. Mate.

Gotta pay electric bill today. grar.

Also, it seems a lot of you enjoy philosophy. Whudathunkit?